On one trek through the woods we started up a mountain on our agenda. It was a nice sun shiny day at the start and we gave little thought as to the weather. We’d been hiking for three days so we had no clue about the weather anyhow. (smart phones not invented yet) As we were approaching the peak unbeknown to us a thunder storm was approaching from the other side of the mountain. By the time we realized what was happening it was too late to go back down so we had to find shelter quickly. We managed to find a small over hang that barely keep the rain off us, but it was all we had. So we rode out the storm, on the top of the mountain with lightning striking everywhere and with us trying not to establish a personal connection with any of it. This was one of the few times in my life when I thought I was done for. Another time was when a nose of a bear appeared in the flaps of our tent sniffing to see if we had any food (I was 12 at the time), there was no food to be had, but they probably did smell my crap. Also if you are running from a bear, make sure you’re a faster runner than at least one of your companions.